a poem by Les Murray

         Drought Dust on the Crockery

Things were not better
when I was young:
things were poorer and harsher,
drought dust on the crockery,
and I was young.

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2 Responses to “a poem by Les Murray”

  1. Woman walking Max Says:

    I find this poem wonderfully understated, and powerful, and in so few words. Is Les Murray Australian ?

    • albertine Says:

      Yes – he is wonderful. I like the way he turns our valuation of youth on its head in this one. He’s very well known in Australia, with pretty much national treasure status. I’m planning to post some more of his poems in time.

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